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tabOctober ninth was supposed to be one of the best weekends I was going to have for a long while, even if the rain refused to stop its constant fall from the black depths above me. It turned out to be something completely different though and even now, as I sit here behind this desk and type, I wish I could take back the choices I have made and redo this section of my life.
tabIt started in the morning, around seven thirty, when Jerica, my beloved and loving other half, called me to wake me up like was planned. I woke up hard and smiled as I heard her voice leave the phone and enter into my head, filling my just waking brain with images of her beautiful body and elegant personality. I didn't have time to shower as I headed into the living room, her still on the phone, and spoke to my Grandfather to remind him of the plans that we had made to retrieve my beloved and take her back to my house. It was a wonderful idea and as I shut the phone to allow her to get ready, a text came in from her and I smiled once more. She was always on the ball.
tabIt turned out that because of her little nervous habits of looking nice for me, we headed over to get her around nine in the am. It was okay with me, for only an hour had ben spared and when we arrived at her house across town, I was more than happy she had taken the extra time. She was gorgeous and a sort of shine came off her body that reminded me how lucky I was to have her as mine. I got out and walked her from her door to the car, always trying to be a gentlemen, and got in after her, closing the door on the morning, kissing her once we were in the car. The ride itself was short and uneventful and the only talk was that of our plans, for we were going to go into my camper, my bedroom, and watch Bruno and REPO: The Genetic Opera on the laptop.
tabWhen we reached the house, we entered in and got some breakfast, or at least I did for she wasn't hungry yet, and then headed out to the camper putting on Bruno. I don't know if it was just because emotions were running high and the movie sort of drew them out of us, but we started to play. It was simple , for we had never had sex yet, and at the end of it we were both happy and consent, even if we did miss most of the movie. We spent more time just laying together before moving into the house playing on the computer and Wii before trying to watch Bruno again. We never did actually finish Bruno for this is where the story begins to turn for the worse.
tabWe were playing again for it was hard not when we both loved to tease as much as we did. It went normal until all clothes had left both of us. We had never had sex before and this was something that raised more heat and passion to cloud our visions. It escalated quickly and I entered deep into her without thinking about it. It was the first time and she welcomed it greedily, drawing me close to her. We both were glad it happened and when my end came, i came out and the only flaw was that she became very messy. As I stood up to get a towel to clean her up she asked me if we had really just did what she thought we did and I nodded. We had made love, has sex. It felt wonderful, but did it come at a cost? We didn't think of it like that, for we were lost in the heat of the moment and as we basked naked next to one another, sleep came to both of us. It hit me harder than her and the only reason I awoke when I did is because she had woke up to find me twitching in bed once more. It is something I have been doing lately and it scared her very much so, for she thought I was having a stroke. I wasn't though, and I still don't know what that weird twitching is while I lay asleep.
tabOnce she had awaken me once I stayed awake so we put in REPO and started that. Without knowing in, I had popped the circuit in the camper and this led to my plug-ins not working. Near the end of the movie the laptop died and we laid naked, looking at each other. It was her who started teasing again and when it led to sex once more, I think it finally hit base at what we were doing. I pulled out way before I had to and didn't eve finish. I Looked at her through eyes filled with terror and almost cried when I saw her beautiful face looking up at me, coaxing me to continue. The only thought that ran through my head was "Pregnancy" and it made me sick to my stomach, for you see, we did not use a condom and even though I had pulled out plenty early both times there was always a chance that something bad could happen. We were both too young to be parents and later that night we would talk. For now, I helped her finished with my fingers and fixed the breaker. We finished the movie and fell asleep once more only waking when the twitching came back.
tabWe tried to play again but by then it was Seven in the evening and her mom called for her to come home. It was funny actually, for when the phone rang she had actually considered answering it with me still in her mouth. We thought it would have been funny, but were glad we hadn't done it after the call was done. I wasn't done and I let her finish again. I took her home and as soon as I got back home, we began to text. We spoke of it lightly, finally milling around the point long enough to feel comfortable. We jumped and spoke of what would happen if we had made the mistake of our life. Over the next few days we waited for her period to happen and now we move onto tonight, when my mother came to visit us, her children.
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tabIt started out like normal, with dinner and then with her helping my little brother with homework. I would never have thought I wasn't going to be able to tell, not because I didn't want her to know but because she didn't want to listen. When I brought it up slightly, she began to debate me and then turned it into something different. I Tried to stop it, but it wouldn't and soon the situation was out of control. We went back and forth, not fighting, but having a friendly debate about probable cause and children. I hoped to tell her what I did and ask for advice but I couldn't get her to listen. It hurt bad when she then left, eve with me asking her to stay and talk. She said she was tired and I let her go, tears almost about to fall from my eyes. I felt like a monster for endangering both me and my beautiful babies lives and now I couldn't speak to my mother on how to make things better. I turned to writing this and now as I near the end of my story, I wish to make it very clear.
This could be real or it could be fake, purged, and false and you would never know. So I ask you, do you think this could be fiction or something real?
